
Xaga and Amadhea were standing in front of a large frame that was attached to the wall. In the frame is seen a photo of Bu Bachtiar who smiles motherly.
"Mama died 4 years ago from cancer" Xaga said.
Amadhea was sad. He rubbed Xaga's shoulder.
Bu Bachtiar stands behind Xaga and Amadhea. He smiled then the figure melted into a glowing grain of sand and disappeared.
The night has come. The Ratih house.
The black eyeball inside the jar twitched. Suddenly the three red candles went out.
Ratih who was justifying the curtains turned to see the three candles die. He picked up a match and turned it back on. As his eyes looked in the mirror, Ratih was shocked to see the pitch-black-eyed ghost behind him through the mirror reflection.
He looked behind him, but there was no one. He looked back in the mirror. There is only a shadow of him. Practice looking at the jar next to the red candle. The black eyeballs disappeared.
"How is that possible?"
Suddenly the mirror broke. Ratih shouted in surprise. He fell back and fell. His cheeks were bleeding from the mirror.
There was a hoarse voice of a woman reciting a spell. Trained to look around. Two masked figures who were his guards appeared nearby.
A shadow flashed across the doorway. Ratih swallowed saliva. He prayed in fear.
The sound of chirping and the recitation of mantras continued to echo in the house. Patih covered her ears.
Meanwhile, Amadhea was working on her book. He touched the plaster attached to his left forehead. Suddenly he heard the sound of a child running. Amadhea saw a shadow passing by the doorway of her room.
Amadhea came out and saw the ghost of the little boy standing in front of the door of his parents' room.
"Nino, do you want to tell me something?" amadhea asked with a trembling voice.
Unexpectedly, the ghost of the little boy shook his head answering Amadhea's question.
"I. I'm sorry to you. I'm sorry for what Mama and Papa did. I'm sorry." Amadhea shed her tears.
Ghost Nino was also crying.
"I'm sorry." Amadhea wiped away the tears that kept flowing down her cheeks. "You shouldn't get bad treatment from Papa and Mama."
Ghost Nino turned around.
Amadhea swallows saliva. He had already seen the sinister pale face of Nino's ghost and his all-white eyes.
But this time it was different. Ghost Nino looks cute. His eyes also looked normal. He is a handsome boy. Nino's ghost smiled at Amadhea.
Unknowingly, Amadhea also smiled.
Nino's ghostly smile faded. Amadhea too. The ghost of the little boy pointed behind Amadhea.
The deg!
Amadhea heard the sound of bated breathing from behind her. His body immediately trembled.
Amadhea looked back. There's no one. When he looked back in front of him, Nino's ghost was no longer there. Amadhea decided to go back to her room and continued to tidy up the book.
Suddenly Amadhea coughed. The girl touched his chest. He coughed again and spewed blood onto the table. Amadhea rounded her eyes. He touched his chest which was very painful.
"Amadhea... Amadhea." the voice came back to call him.
Amadhea shook her head. He shouted, "No! Nah! Don't call my name! Stop that!"
Suddenly the door of his room opened violently. Amadhea saw the figure of the burning-faced woman standing in the doorway.
Amadhea was still bleeding from her mouth. He fell down as the burning-faced ghost approached him. Amadhea inched away. The figure suddenly disappeared.
Just as Amadhea heaved a sigh of relief, suddenly her body was pulled out of the room.
"Aarrghhhh!! Tolooong!!!" Amadhea was dragged down the stairs. The girl grimaced in pain all over her body.
Suddenly all the lights in his house went out. Amadhea is really scared right now. He fumbles to the table trying to find a house phone. He found it, but suddenly his body was dragged again. He felt his head hit the wall.
Amadhea grimaced in pain. Vaguely Amadhea heard the sound of conversation between the two women in the darkness.
"Why did you do it?"
"It won't be long, son. I'll just take her body and then after that I'll raise you."
The deg!
It felt like a godam had hit his heart when he heard the conversation which he believed that the two women who were talking were black-eyed ghosts and burning-faced ghosts.
"Amadhea... Amadhea...."
Amadhea muttered softly, "Just kill me. I'm tired."
"Amadhea! Amadhea!"
Slowly Amadhea opened her eyes. He saw Xaga and his friends staring at him.
"Dhea!" Greeta hugged Dhea.
Amadhea touched her wet forehead and it was blood. It's really bloody. His body also hurt. He thought that just now was just a dream like what happened usually.
"Your forehead is bleeding, let's go to the doctor" Zahra said.
"Yes, Xaga's got an APV, we can all go to the nearest hospital" Elan said.
Amadhea. "Why are you here? You guys shouldn't have come. It's dangerous."
"Aren't you the one who called?" ask Zahra.
"Me?" Amadhea confusion.
Alinda nodded. He showed me his phone screen. "Yes, you called me, but you didn't say anything. Since I heard a scream, I immediately called the others to come to your house. We also heard strange noises."
Amadhea seemed to think. Who called them? My phone's in the room. What possible... The nino?
Suddenly a singing voice echoed in the old house. It is not clear what the lyrics are, because what is sung is a traditional song with regional language.
Amadhea, Xaga, Zahra, Zayn, Alinda, Arnold, Elan, and Greeta spread their eyes around.
Suddenly there was a sound of falling objects and breaking out from nowhere the sound came from. They were shocked. With great concern, they all began to pray according to their respective religions and beliefs.
There was a loud scream that roared. Amadhea closed her eyes tightly. He felt the temperature rise in the room. Amadhea was convinced that the voice was the voice of a burning-faced female ghost.
Suddenly all the windows in the old house broke. However, this does not make them disturbed let alone shaky.
Silent.
All that was heard was the sound of clockwork seconds and the do'a reading of the 8 people even though it was slow.
Suddenly there was the sound of women giggling. The rosaries, prayer beads, crucifixes, and prayer bracelets they wore were broken off and scattered to the floor.
The black-eyed ghost came, the inner Amadhea.
"Astag."
"How can you?" Arnold's gaze was fixed on the rosary, the crucifix, and their prayer beads on the floor.
"Is the ghost that strong?" muttered Elan.
"The ghost must have worshipped the devil. He will not stop until his goal is achieved" Xaga said.
Amadhea looked worried.
"What purpose?" ask Alinda.
Xaga was doubtful. "Black science...maybe?"
Everything quiet.
"Come, Dhea. We go to Ratih's house again to ask for help."
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^^^21.46 | 1 September 2021^^^
^^By Ucu Irna Marhamah ^^^